Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 6 Robbery (please collect, please recommend!)
When Luo Xia looked hurried and arrived at the delicious Chinese restaurant.

The white police car of the Manhattan Precinct had already pulled over to the side of the road.

A yellow cordon circled most of the sidewalk.

At the same time, a fat policeman with a big belly held a paper cup of coffee with a leisurely expression, occasionally dispersing passers-by and tourists who came forward to watch.

In front of the restaurant, there were a few non-staff reporters from unknown tabloids squatting in the corner.

From time to time, they glanced at a black policeman who was in charge of security duties, their eyes flickering.

Rorschach jumped off his bicycle and ran in front of the black policeman.

"Excuse me, officer, I am a family member of the owner of the shop."

"Rorschach? Right?" The black policeman showed a gentle smile at Rorschach, and nodded his head: "Your aunt has told us in advance that you can go in..."

The black policeman continued: "But watch your step, kid... The young man from the forensic department is on his way, and it will take time to collect the physical evidence at the scene."

"I see."

Rorschach took a deep breath.

He bent over the cordon and walked into the door of the restaurant.

It seemed that Rorschach's arrival had attracted the attention of others.

The tabloid reporters who were smoking not far away turned their heads.

He spit a few times in the direction of the black policeman with a blank face.

Black police officers seem to turn a blind eye and maintain a constant apathy.

It's just that the palm on the gun handle couldn't help but clenched a little bit.

At this time, Rorschach who entered the restaurant only glanced around.

The whole person's face became more and more gloomy.

I saw rows of solid wooden tables and chairs overturned to the ground.

A large number of tableware and tableware are scattered all over the place, some of which have been completely scrapped.

Between the cluttered floors.

The brass-colored bullet casings are scattered everywhere like heavenly maidens.

On the ceiling, countless pitch-black bullet holes continued to extend around, almost covering the entire restaurant.

For a moment, it didn't seem like a restaurant.

It was a wreckage of a building that had just finished a guerrilla war.

Rorschach was suddenly furious and clenched his fists.

But he still suppressed his emotions and walked quickly to his aunt.

At this moment, the aunt's eyes were dull with short hair soaked in sweat.

She sat on the exclusive chair that belonged to her with a pale face, with her palms crossed together.

The rough fingertips were bloodless due to clenching tightly.

Meanwhile, a middle-aged policeman with a brown beard sat across from my aunt.

He seemed to be asking about the case, but also seemed to be passing the time.

Because counting from when Rorschach entered the door.

The number of times the other party looked down at the watch on his wrist was far more than the number of times he asked his aunt.

"Auntie? Are you not hurt?"

Rorschach called softly, and put his arms around his aunt's shoulders.

"Rorschach?"

The aunt who was in a trance came back to her senses in an instant, the circles of her eyes gradually turned red, and she said with a little cry:

"Just a little bit, I'll never see you again..."

In an instant, the anger in Rorschach's eyes could almost ignite the surrounding air.

He took a deep breath and comforted softly:
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I'm here, everything is over."

After a few minutes, I saw my aunt's mood stabilized a lot.

Rorschach raised his head with a serious expression, and looked at the bearded policeman:
"Officer, what happened?"

"What else can happen?" The bearded policeman frowned slightly, his eyes showing a little irritability, "It's just the daily life in Manhattan... a few masked robbers robbed property, your aunt tried to stop it, but there were some robbers A rookie, nervously pulling the trigger, shooting the entire restaurant..."

"Don't worry, kid, the robbers in Manhattan are basically veterans. They usually only dare to rob money and won't hurt people."

"Ha ha!"

Rorschach laughed out of anger.

With a gloomy face, he pointed at the messy interior of the restaurant:

"If this is not a big deal, is it true that in the eyes of your police, only wounding or death is a big deal?"

"Is this how your police work with the taxes of all citizens? Does the dereliction of duty New York Police Department need to give me a tax refund?"

"Sir, I'm just an ordinary policeman. If you think your freedom rights have been violated, you are welcome to ask the mayor of New York for trouble..."

Before the words were finished, the bearded policeman suddenly stood up and walked towards the outside of the restaurant without looking back.

"Also, arresting repeat offenders is the responsibility of the FBI and the Major Crime Squad. I just want to remind you out of good intentions. If criminals find a place with a lot of money and stupid people, they will definitely come back. I suggest that you shut down for a while. Bar."

The bearded policeman didn't seem to care at all whether the physical evidence at the scene was intact or not. As he walked, he beckoned the black policeman to leave.

"you……"

Rorschach's eyes narrowed slightly, and he just wanted to yell at him.

The aunt beside him grabbed his arm.

Aunt closed her eyes, her tone full of exhaustion:
"Rorschach, as I said... the poor cannot get help from these police officers, and the rich are their targets... Forget it, consider yourself unlucky!"

Rorschach's eyelids jumped a few times.

He turned his head to look at his aunt, with a very stiff smile on his face.

"Okay, auntie, everything is according to auntie."

However, Luo Xia had other plans in his heart.

Think you're unlucky?

impossible!
This matter... will never die!
After a moment of silence, Luo Xia leaned over to face his aunt, and softly persuaded:
"Aunt, shall I take you home to rest first?"

There was some hesitation in Auntie's eyes:

"The store hasn't been cleaned up yet, and the loss has not been counted..."

"Don't worry, I have everything!"

Rorschach quickly patted his chest and made a promise.

Seeing Luo Xia's tough attitude, the aunt no longer insisted, and obediently obeyed.

This sudden shock of life and death made it difficult for her, who is kind to others, to bear it for a while.

"Take it easy."

Rorschach carefully helped his aunt up.

The two walked out of the restaurant arm in arm.

"Hello! Manhattan Internet Radio..."

"This is the New York Star, what do you think of this armed robbery?"

"I'm a trainee reporter for the Daily Bugle..."

However, at this time, several unknown tabloid reporters suddenly rushed into the restaurant.

They have no respect and no scruples.

Just stepping on the physical evidence on the floor desperately, rushing forward!
In an instant, the anger that had been accumulated in Luo Xia's heart for a long time was completely ignited!

He took a sudden step forward, directly protecting his aunt behind his back, and raised his hands.

The fighting stance of Catachan martial arts...ready!
At this moment, Rorschach's eyeballs were bloodshot, and his eyes were blood red.

The ferocity and savagery from the Catachan jungle erupted from him!

"Get out-"

However, it didn't wait for Rorschach to do anything out of the ordinary.

Several tabloid reporters stopped walking in an instant, and looked at each other tacitly.

Almost scrambling and rushing to the door!
It's just an interview, so there's no need to be so angry, right? !

At this moment, my aunt patted Rorschach's tense back in relief.

"Forget it, Rorschach... let's go home."

"aunt--"

"Be obedient, let's go!"

"Oh……"

　There should be another chapter, if not, it will be posted tomorrow
Try updating four thousand words.

　
(End of this chapter)